Hello. Is this thing on? Ahem. Hi, I'm Jenny. I used to be here all the time, then I left, for awhile. Now I'm back. I think. I mean, I might just be passing through, but maybe I need to be here. Again. Like I was, back then. I'll keep you posted.
Hey tech-savvy friends: What's the etiquette for texting?
I'm constantly annoyed by friends who don't respond for a day or two, or sometimes never at all! Sometimes a friend will text me with a question, I will respond and then nothing! Ahhhhh... YOU TEXTED ME! YOU TEXTED ME!
Do I just let it go? Or should I get new friends? I'm always wondering if my phone is not working. But then I
I'm addicted to my iPhone. We all saw this coming, perhaps you more than me. I always thought "nah, I won't be like them. I won't "check in". I won't Instagram every cool street sign or cute tchotchke sitting on a shelf. I won't post something then 10 minutes later check to see who "liked it" or who made a comment. And then 10 minutes after that check again. No, I thought I was better than all
Today I got on my bike and set out to A. Go to a computer store and get an electrostatic bag (as outlined by the manufacturer), then B. Go to UPS, put my External Drive into electrostatic bag, then buy a box, put into box and package up to ship back to the manufacturer for repair. $30 later, the Drive is off to Burlington. I leave UPS, it's raining and the wind is well, windy. I bike home
I've started job hunting. Yah, I know you feel me. It sucks. So difficult to remain positive and upbeat. Hard not to stress about well, the unknown. It really reminded me of online dating, another awful thing that I partook in recently. If you don't start out insecure, you certainly end up there. Or you don't. Depending on what happens. In my case, both endeavors make me reach for the ice cream
My mother was just in town for a few days. She stayed with me in my tiny apartment — she took my bed, I took the hard-as-cement couch. We explored the city all day and dined at some place interesting every night. We got along great, my mother is really wonderful to spend time with. We talked, A LOT. We really never ran out of things to discuss — which is not surprising to those of you that know
The other day someone I went to elementary school with found this note I wrote in probably grade 4 or 5 to some boy named Blair. She took a photo of it and posted it to my Facebook wall. The note said something about how everyone was teasing me for liking him and that I don't like that and oh, please write back! (see attached photo for full note) I don't remember this Blair person or writing
I do not have an iPhone. I also do not have a blackberry or any sort of smartphone. I have a phone that I can answer calls on, receive and send texts and well, that is pretty much it. I have nothing against these devices it's just that because I am on a computer Monday to Friday, 9 to 5 with constant online access, I've never found myself caring about that capability when I was out of my house.
Last night my friend and I went out for a few beers. We sat at the bar and after awhile she suggested we go outside and have a cigarette. The place wasn't packed, but I left my gloves on the bar to mark my place. As we were walking out, these two women sitting at the bar eyed us with a sort of glee. We didn't really pay attention to it at the time, but later, we understood why they expressed
It's Friday night. I'm supposed to go to this birthday that will have in attendance some gossipy, back-stabbing, nasty women. I would obviously need to drink in order to stomach it, but my stomach is saying no, no, no to the drinks. Well my future stomach that is. The one that I will wake up with tomorrow after downing many cocktails. The first one or two will be to numb my nerves a little, the
Last night I visited one of my regular drinking spots. Due to the warm weather, I decided to ride my bike there. After a couple, my friends and I made the move to another bar. I unlocked my bike and as I pulled it away, the chain snagged on something and came off the sprockets (yes, that is what they are called, I googled it). I called to my friends 'hey, wait up, I have to fix my chain!' They
The other morning I woke up, mouth dry, skin puffy and crying out for moisturizer, my brain scrambling to adjust to the harsh reality of afternoon. I started preparing my smoothie in my mind — blueberries, bananas, yoghurt — adding the ingredients until my mouth started to produce fluid. I got up. I stumbled out of bed and stumbled to the kitchen (what up Dolly!) and prepared my miracle drink.
Last night I went to my neighbourhood bar where a good friend works. I sat on my usual stool, exchanged some pleasantries with my friend, squeezed a lime into my promptly delivered vodka & soda and then took a sip. Ah. I needed that. The bar was busy, my friend had little time to chat so I got on my phone to see what people were up to. I needed to be entertained. I messaged another good
The other night I met this woman. At some point during our conversation, I asked how old she was, as I inevitably do. She said 29. She asked me the same question. I took a breath, then said 40. She barely flinched, but looked at me and said 'really?' but I didn't buy it. I said yah. She bought it. I took a big gulp of my vodka soda. Um, hello? I look young...that's what everyone says. That's
The other day I made a faux pas. A text faux pas. You see, I got a text from this woman, a woman I don't know well, in fact we only met once and we spoke professionally, although there was an underlying chemistry. When I responded to her text I ended it with a winky face emoticon. Yikes. I meant to use a happy face emoticon. I didn't mean to flirt. I could have flirted — I mean, I might have
I'm always at a loss for words when I see a Facebook friend change their relationship status to 'in a relationship' and immediately start gathering 'likes'. What are these people liking exactly? And why is this Facebook friend needing people to 'like' their relationship? What exactly is going on here? Is this about approval? Are they liking the fact that their friend is capable of getting a man
I am self-employed. I have been for awhile, but recent events have got me thinking it might be time to get a job — or move to Europe. One being the loss of one of my biggest clients (they hired an in-house designer). I started thinking about what I would like to do. Besides the obvious of getting a graphic design job, or something in production. I mean, what interests me, where do I see myself
I ran into this woman last night that I've had a crush on forever. This woman is not on Facebook — for whatever reason — she isn't. So, I only know her from the last time I saw her, you know, like in the olden days. She is the kind of woman that makes you feel like a 13-year-old boy. The kind of woman that makes you feel nervous and shy and insecure, the kind of woman that feels 'out of your
I got back from Vancouver last night. I was there visiting my family for the holidays. The night I arrived, I arranged drinks with a bunch of old pals. Some couldn't come and one of my oldest friends was one of them. I was disappointed. Mostly cause I kind of got the feeling from the excuse given that this friend was just not into me anymore. This friend had moved on. I will admit this
I have trouble sleeping. I have trouble sleeping quite often. You see, I'm a thinker. Now, I'm not saying that I am an intellectual, in fact, far from it. My formal education is well, non-existent. I am not thinking about world issues or philosophical ideas, I'm thinking about, well, wait for it....myself. Now, it might surprise you to know what I am thinking about. It might surprise you to
Things you should not do when depressed
1. Hang out on Facebook.
Sometimes just a quick scroll through my news feed is enough to send me on that downward spiral. Exes frolicking about, crushes that don't crush you back, parties you weren't invited to (they were lame for sure, but Facebook makes them somehow seem thrilling), oh I see 'blah blah' and 'blah blah' are now in a relationship —
So, my computer was away in the repair shop for about a week. During that time I noticed a few things — well besides nature and the Food Network. I realized how much I rely on it. For more than just work that is (and porn). The morning after it broke down, I woke up in a haze. Did I dream that? Is compie really gone? I looked out the window to a beautiful, sunny day. Hmm, I thought it was
Last night I was awoken at 3am. I heard some sort of clank noise that jolted me awake, followed by the sound of water. Drip. Drip. Drip. My sleepy mind struggled to understand what was happening. My first thought was that there was a killer in my house. My heart began to race. Then I turned on the light and slowly crept out of my bedroom. I saw no one and continued to hear the Drip Drip. I came
With all the online sharing we do these days, it's become second nature to want to photograph, write and post all the moments of our lives. Or blog about our silly opinions on things (for example). Lately when I've seen something beautiful, from a stunning sunset, to my niece pulling a cute face, to the sexy gaze of my crush — my first instinct was to want to photograph it. "ooh, where's my
The last few days, it seems Fall has fallen upon us. It was Summer one day, then I went to bed. When I woke up, it was Fall. I'm not ready. Maybe I'm just in denial. Maybe slow to change. Whatever do I wear? What was I wearing last Fall? I seem to forget every season change what to wear. I feel like I'm just starting to 'get' Summer and now...here comes Fall. I guess I'll just throw on a